Picking Up Fragments in PUBG

After returning from the company gathering, Jiang Siming started a live stream late at night. He hadn't streamed much over the past two days, feeling somewhat guilty towards his audience, so he decided to make up for it late at night!

"Dang! Ming God, you finally started streaming!"

"You only start at night, have you been slacking off recently?"

"What the heck! Starting a late-night stream still gets you over 5 million people online, with a popularity of 120 million, that's awesome!"

"Not seeing my Ming husband for two days, I miss you so much~"

"I was just about to sleep when I saw the notification on my phone, now I'm wide awake!"... Seeing these adorable comments, Jiang Siming's mood improved greatly. The money earned by Yinghuan Company didn't make him this happy; perhaps it was due to his interests. He was more willing to play games and chat with his fans.

"I've been a bit busy over the past two days, so it's been delayed. Tonight, I'll show my face and stream, and I'll sing a new song for everyone later to make up for it." As he spoke, Jiang Siming turned on the camera. Today, his face was slightly red, having drunk quite a bit. At the company gathering, he had at least been toasted with several bottles of red wine. In the past, Jiang Siming couldn't hold his liquor; one beer would make him fall over. However, after the intermediate gene enhancement, his alcohol tolerance had significantly improved. Even after drinking several bottles, he was only slightly flushed. The employees let him leave early when they saw his alcohol tolerance. They had no choice; if they didn't let him go, Jiang Siming might have taken them all down. With his flushed face, Jiang Siming seemed even more charming, exuding a hazy, intoxicated allure.

The girls watching the live stream in their rooms at night were hiding under their blankets, hearts racing, legs involuntarily closing and clenching, and some even unconsciously reaching their hands down there... "Heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart heart~" "Pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert pervert~"

"Did Ming Shen drink? His face is red!"

"It's the first time I've seen Ming Shen's face turn red. Why do I, a guy, feel so nervous?"

"It's over, mom, I've turned gay!" "Gay guys +q959669661, let's hook up in the same city!"... It's like the guys in the blankets are seeing an absolutely beautiful woman; the feeling is universal. In fact, when girls get into it, they can be even more lustful than guys. Okay, so why are there even more male comments...

Jiang Siming adjusted the camera, didn't start the game for the moment, but instead started browsing other streamers' rooms. It was already past one in the morning, and most of the big streamers on Douyu had signed off. Only a few well-known late-night Chicken Game streamers like Pigff, 17shou, and Immortal were still at it. Most of the others were outdoor streamers, like Sanjiu, Fengfeng San Hao, and Zhenzheng Bo. Broadcasting extravaganzas with luxury cars and flirting with girls late at night, Jiang Siming personally had no interest in those. But many male viewers loved them, after all, they all had the dream of driving a sports car and flirting with girls. Qian Xiaojia, who had a conflict with Jiang Siming before, was also streaming, his bad teeth were terrifying, but the live room had a high number of viewers, over ten million, with more than one million online.

But Jiang Siming knew that this guy's popularity and online numbers were all artificially boosted by a big company, it was all fake, ha ha. Jiang Siming decided to go to the Huya platform to watch 4AM. For a platform's own streamer to go and check out other platforms was strictly forbidden in the live streaming community. Because no platform wanted to see their big streamers boosting the popularity of other platforms, it was like giving gifts to competitors. Jiang Siming is not your ordinary big streamer; he has an agreement with 4AM. When the super admins see it, they pretend not to see and act as if they're dead, not coming out. Opening the Huya platform, it turned out that Vgod and the others were indeed still streaming.

After winning the championship, Vgod and Xiao Xuming were always smiling and in high spirits. Of course, they didn't slack off in training; they continued to stream and play training matches every day. Vgod's streaming style is the same as Jiang Siming's; he doesn't pay much attention to the chat messages, so when Jiang Siming entered his live room, he was still clueless, chatting idly with Xiao Xuming and Wang Duoyu while waiting for the game to load.

"Bro Jiang hasn't been to the base for a long time. Do you think his girlfriend has drained him dry?" Xiao Xuming said with a mischievous smile. "He hasn't streamed on Douyu for the past two days. I think it's very likely." Vgod laughed in agreement, looking sympathetic. Unbeknownst to them, Jiang Siming's army had already taken over the chat in his live room.

"Pighead, you're getting too cocky. Looks like you haven't been beaten by my Ming Shen recently."

"99999 Ming Clan announces the occupation of the 7911 live room!"

"Daring to mock my idol, bring me the pighead, slice it into two pieces for appetizers!"

"All the pigheads are sold out today. How about the pig whips?"

"Ming Shen is sharpening his knife, preparing to butcher the pig!"

"Are there still any 7911 brothers here? How come the chat is full of enemy messages?"

"7911 is down. This place has been breached by the enemy."...

Jiang Siming, tired of waiting in the live room, picked up his phone and sent a voice message in the 4AM group chat. Vgod's and Xiao Xuming's phones all buzzed, and they curiously opened it to listen.

"Ah Wei, Ah Mu, you two better pray I don't show up at the base anytime soon, or I'll make you wish you were dead." As soon as this voice message was played, Wei Shen and Xingmu freaked out. When they saw the comments, their faces immediately dropped. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Leaving Huya, Jiang Siming returned to Douyu. He had originally intended to send some gifts to Zhu Tou and the others, but now, forget about it!

Jiang Siming clicked into 17shou's live stream. Ever since the 17 team returned from London, they had been training diligently. As the team captain, 17shou livestreamed his training sessions until the early hours of the morning every day.

As soon as he clicked in, 17shou had just completed a solo chicken dinner with 15 kills, a very impressive score.

Upon exiting the lobby, 17shou noticed his viewer count suddenly skyrocket from over 800,000 to over 2 million. Then he understood.

"The world champion has the time to grace my live stream, truly an honor. I haven't thanked you for helping our 17 team several times during the finals, so thank you, Ming God."

"Don't mention it, I didn't really help you. I just couldn't stand those minor players jumping around."

"Ha ha, well said, especially those Korean teams. They all play dirty tricks, coordinating their routes in advance. Unless it's the final circle, they won't fight each other when they meet. Our 17 team encountered their coordinated attacks several times, which was very annoying," 17shou said with some regret and frustration.

"No worries, we can beat them in the next match."

"Right, by the way, the domestic spring tournament is starting next month. You won't be sitting this one out again, will you?" 17shou asked curiously.

"Who said that? This time, I'm definitely going," Jiang Siming said without hesitation. "Joking, it was already painful enough for him not to participate in the previous domestic league, he must definitely participate in all the future matches, after all, these are the sources of high-drop-rate fragments~"

"That's it, then we can only compete for the runner-up position in 17 again," 17shou said half-jokingly, but he really meant it. With Jiang Siming around, 17 really couldn't compete with him... Stay tuned with empire